Chapter 30 Thunder Chapter 01

On a quiet street, there are several desolate old yards with a few trees.The road is paved with narrow stone slabs, and grass grows from the gaps in the stone slabs. There are no street lights, and the doors of every courtyard are tightly closed.It was approaching midnight, and it was dark.There are no people on the street.There was no sound but the wind and the rustling of leaves. Suddenly there was a low sound in the darkness, the gate of a courtyard was half opened, and a ray of light shot out from inside.A figure flashed out, followed by one, two, three... "Min, did you bring the draft?" the people in the courtyard asked in a low voice.

Just as the young man named Min was about to cross the threshold, he turned his head and hurriedly agreed: "Take it away." He strode out of the yard, holding a torch in his right hand. The light was not strong, but it illuminated him. round face.Both eyes are very bright.He is a man in his twenties. The yard gate was closed.More than a dozen people were herded into the deserted street.There was the sound of leather shoes on the street, monotonously ringing in the still night. The torch ignited like an explosion when it was blown by the wind, and sparks fell to the ground from time to time.The dark street trembled under the dim light of the fire.The footsteps of young people step on the middle of the street.

Go from one street to another.They didn't speak, and only heard the sound of the wind blowing the leaves.Two or three people are divided into groups, and each group is separated by more than ten steps.They then entered a wider street and they dispersed. The last group consisted of three people, besides Min there was a lanky man and a woman of medium build. "Min, why don't you open your mouth?" The girl couldn't bear to ask this question when she saw Min threw the nearly extinguished torch on the ground and stamped it out with his foot, but still didn't speak. "We have nothing to say, so of course we don't need to. Who is as talkative as you?" the slender man interjected, with a somewhat rough attitude.He was only in his twenties, about the same age as the girl.

"De, I didn't talk to you, and you are not allowed to interrupt." The girl said to the man named De with an angry look.She turned her head to look at Min, who smiled beside her, and said, "De's attitude is always so rough. I said this is not good, and should be changed in the future." "I have a good analogy. De is like a thunderbolt. It comes very fiercely, but after a while, there is nothing." The girl laughed while talking. "Hui, you have to be careful. Be careful that one day this thunder will hit you on the head," De said seriously, and he got angry.He was easily irritated, and his friends, knowing his temper, often irritated him with words.

"I'm not afraid. Let's see how your thunder hits my head. The most you can do is scold women for not being revolutionary," Hui replied proudly.There was a smile in his voice. De remained silent, and angrily stomped his leather shoes on the cobbled road.He looked up at the sky.There were no stars in the sky; it was like a sea, but without waves; calm, deep, without a hint of thunder.His heart was beating hard. "Hui, don't argue with De, you two will inevitably quarrel when you get together. Let De be quiet, he will still have work when he gets home. We have to discuss the revision of the draft," Min said gently.

"Draft, you always talk about drafts. Min, you, like De, think that there is nothing in the world other than drafts. You are not like young people." Hui said excitedly, her face suddenly turned red up.But neither of the men noticed.They are all thinking about their own business. "You women's mentality is really strange. Didn't you also enthusiastically discuss the draft just now?..." Min said this, and suddenly changed the subject: "Hui, we will take you home." Because they had already reached Min's residence up. "I don't want to go home. It's so late now, I'm afraid no one will open the door for me," Hui said suddenly, turning around and looking at Min, her voice full of irritability.She was afraid of going back to that lonely home.

"You don't go back..." Min said in a deep voice, looking embarrassed. "Okay, let's squeeze together the three of us." Hui nodded.Min knocked on the door and knocked several times before there was a response from inside.The three stood on the stone steps and waited, but no one spoke.Everyone has his own thoughts. The door opened to reveal a human face and a kerosene lamp. "You are back," came a sleepy voice of a young man from inside. Min went in first, followed by Hui, but when it was De's turn, he said in a firm voice, "I'm going to sleep at school." He immediately turned around and left.

"Going to school? It's not easy to ask to open the door at this time. We have something to do tonight, you can't go," Min looked at De in surprise, and asked to stay. "I'll come back tomorrow morning." De's face became more gloomy, he replied and strode away.He walked quickly, as if afraid that others would chase him back.Min stood at the door watching him.He was immediately swallowed by the darkness, and only the sound of heavy leather shoes reached Min's ears. Min closed the door with an unpleasant feeling, turned around, and saw Hui's face with a strange expression illuminated by the light in the young man's hand.

They entered the room.After asking a few words, the young man left the lamp to them and went to sleep by himself. Min and Hui sat down, not tired, only excited.Neither of them wanted to sleep.Something is entrenched in their minds. "De's mentality is really weird. He said that we finished the draft tonight, but he went to sleep at school," Min said as if complaining, and seemed to be talking to herself. "Probably because I live here," Hui explained lightly, but she still showed excitement. "Probably—" Min replied thoughtfully, and he began to think. "He walked away on purpose tonight, and he will have something to say to us later," she said, raising her voice especially when she said the word "we".

Min didn't answer.He stared blankly at the dim kerosene lamp.After a long while, he suddenly stood up, went to the table, scratched his hair with one hand, and tried to say: "Hui, let's finish the draft now, don't wait for De, just show him tomorrow." He took out a bunch of documents from his side and put them on the table. Hui frowned slightly, and silently watched Min sit down and spread out the documents and read in a low voice.Min sat across from her.He bowed his head completely, as if afraid to look at her.She didn't speak, but sneered. Nothing happened.Min looked up at her, and buried her head again without saying a word.He only focused on reading the words on the document, but his voice trembled a little.

This tone made Hui even more excited, and he finally called out: "Min." Min didn't seem to hear, she called out again. Min stopped working and looked up at her.His eyes trembled, and he knew she must have something unusual to say to him. "Pack up your drafts. On a night like this, in this spring night, why do you torture yourself with drafts?" she said excitedly, her face flushed and her eyes glistening. "Draft, isn't that important? We'll use it for the meeting tomorrow night." Min knew that she was challenging him, and she also knew that her fighting power was weak.He hastily used the words above to defend himself. "Draft, that's for tomorrow night. Don't you think there's a big gap between tonight and tomorrow night? Maybe we'll be out of this world tomorrow morning. Why shouldn't we think of anything else tonight, personally Min..." She spoke enthusiastically and debatingly, with an irresistible force in her voice.It's scary when a woman is fueled by passion.Her voice softened afterward.She stretched out a hand to snatch Min's document and put it in her bosom. "Hui, don't joke, let's talk serious. Return the draft to me." Min stood up embarrassedly and said. "I see what you mean. That's not okay. We shouldn't be thinking personal things." "However, you have to know that we women don't just live by drafts. You can spend all your time working on drafts, but we can't. We need other things," Hui retorted forcefully. "But Sophia—" Min just said five words before being rushed by Hui to continue: "Sophia, your ideal is only Sophia. Doesn't Sophia also have her lover? Which woman Need no love?" She was wise enough to see what her words had done on his face, and she went on after her enemy like a victor. "It's no wonder that Hude often scolds women," Mindai said with a smile, and he used a smile to hide his excitement. "We are surrounded by weeping and moaning, and you still think about love at this time? Only you women can do this kind of thing." He said this in his mouth, but he didn't think so in his heart. "You picked up the words of virtue again. In fact, it is a very natural thing. Human beings are not born to give, but also to enjoy. Since we have this instinct, of course we also have this right. Why should we sacrifice this right? People say that a revolutionist should be like a dead tree, but that's the words of rotten Confucians." Hui continued, a smile covering her flushed face from excitement. Min stared blankly at Hui for a while, and the expression on his face changed quickly. All kinds of thoughts entangled him, and finally he made up his mind and said to her: "You may be right. I won't argue with you. I won't ask you for a draft now. I'll go to sleep with Ming Ming. You have a good time." Go to sleep. We can talk tomorrow if we have something to say." He said the above words excitedly, and hurried outside without daring to look at Hui again. Hui doesn't keep him, she doesn't even stand up.She just said with a sneer: "I know you don't have the courage." She looked at him with a bit of contempt. Min had already walked out of the room, and turned back when she heard this sentence.His face was shrouded in a mist.All he could see was her round, fair face half covered by thick hair.He stood for a long while, as if there was a force pulling him, he walked up to her and stretched out his hands. There was no more argument between the two of them.Passion binds them together like a belt.Passion burns like a fire that consumes everything around it and turns darkness into light. The night gradually faded.